It's the Harlan Highway.

Oh, speaking of singing, oh my God.

Campfire Timmy drops in.

Okay? Can you believe it? It's winter time.

And apparently this idiot who I hate

wants to come in and sing some wintertime campfire songs, whatever that means.

This should be migraine material, believe me.

So get ready for a campfire timelator in the show and then we're also going to be

We're going to be peeling the layers back on some old sayings old phrases that you've heard, you know, like the whole nine yards and

that'll cost you an arm and a leg, those type of things. We're gonna be

we're gonna be kind of you know telling you where those came from and what they actually

mean so that'll be kind of interesting and then we have a crazy news story man this is this

is actually a crazy news story that I wish had happened to me

So that tells you I'm a crazy news story myself. Okay, it's it's's pretty fascinating. And then later in the show will be reading some emails. A lot of you are like sad that I'm ending the podcast very soon and you let me hear about it so we'll be reading those but we're here

right now we're still up and running and you know what this is this is the

Harland Highway. You know my name? It's on the marriage certificate. I've never seen you before all my life.

Hold on to your airbag. The heartless, heartless sponsors. All of you through and through.

You're riding down the Harlan Highway.

Oh yeah!

When you see a fallen stock that means a witch has just died

you clumsy idiot

the Harland Highway

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